Is this the whole idea of being free?
meaning nobody gives a damn about me?
because I have no familiar faces to see,
and I never even have a place to be.

no love in my life,
no cat or dog to feed,
and no new shoes on my feet.
I'd love to say I'm the one in need,

but I'd be there for anyone in a heartbeat...

but I'm just the blurry face nobody can see
sometimes I even forget it's me,
but who am I supposed to be
without anybody right there with me.

yet through the midst of that all
I'd stand through it tall
because there might be seven billion alive
but to really live is the rarest of all.